I Stand Alone?
I think that I have always loved my country.
God knows, I have had reason enough to hate it sometimes. As a child, I remember scrounging aluminum cans in the ditch to earn money to buy clothing. I remember poaching geese in the park to put food on the table. I remember my father, a strong and wonderful man, as he sunk into illness and the medical bills eventually buried my family.
Most of all, I remember burying three children on Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. They lived in cardboard boxes with their native family and the temperature got too cold that night. We had to use picks to break the ground that evening. Iron squeals horribly in frozen earth.
And that sound calls across the annals of time to remind me where I came from.
I think that I have always loved my country. I worked hard to survive and then I somehow learned to live. None of it would have been possible, though, without the help of others. And I am keenly aware of all of those people who have helped me become who I am. Family, Church, School, and the Government formed a loose web that I had the wherewithal to grab as I fell. I climbed that web to get where I am.
Therefore, I think that I know how to survive. I know how to live my life and get what I want. Thank God I live in a country where this is possible.
Yet, as an Eagle Scout, I learned something more then mere survival was expected out of me as an American. There are three citizenship merit badges and a service project required to become an Eagle Scout. Therefore, every Eagle learns how to influence a community through politics and personally. I dont know what it was, but I intrinsically knew the limits of my influence.
My service project was a trout stream rehabilitation program. With my own two hands, I cleaned up four miles of stream near my home to make it a better habitat. Yet, my hands would never be small enough to grab the pollution out of the water that killed the trout we stocked. And by myself, I did not have the power to make the polluters stop dumping their waste.
Moreover, I can dedicate my life to service and by myself, I will not have the power to do certain things. I will not be able to help every child put food on their tables. I will not be able to help children get the clothes they need without having to dig through the refuse of the upper classes. I will not be able to help every family that goes bankrupt because of medical bills. And I will most certainly not be able to stop every child from freezing to death in the cold Vernichtung wastes in which our country damned them.
Everytime I vote, I keep this in my mind and I try to vote with the people who really care about strengthening the social net so that it catches people who are not experiencing the American Dream. I dont think that we need to lift people up and abolish hard work. I grew into what I am because of the hard work I did. Yet, I dont think that we need to let people starve and freeze to death in this country. Just as I dont think its right to poison the undesireables to make a quick buck.
Alas, it was not the day I wanted it to be.
This election is now over. The Opportunity Society looms. What does it mean? Certainly not the gloom and doom many chiliasts on the far left claim. Im going to try to be more optimistic then that. In the next four years, Ill get to keep more of my money. Ill get to invest in a health savings account. Ill get to put some of my social security withholdings into an account for my personal retirement. I may even get to make a few more decisions regarding things in my life that I didnt know I could make decisions about. And many of these decisions might bring some benefit to my family.
My selfishness may very well mirror half the country. Shame on them for putting their own needs above those of their country. Shame of them for forgetting the sacrifices that build us all. Shame on them for forgetting what values America was truly built upon. Shame on me lashing out in my disappointment. Im only human, though.
In the end, my past has taught me how to take care of myself very well with a little help. President Bush will bring a version of the American Dream in aversion to another. Yet, I think that I have always loved my country, because Ive always known it wasnt just about me.
Therefore, for the next four years, Ill stand alone. Ill make my stand and do what I can to organize enough people to make America better for others. Ill accept the losses that I do not have the power to change and Ill keep in my heart the will to shrug off the wall of sleep selfishness breeds. My dreams are filled with visions of my American brothers and sisters standing up and sacrificing to make this country better.
I think that Ill always love my country even when Im forced to stand alone.
upnorthkyosa
I think that I have always loved my country.
God knows, I have had reason enough to hate it sometimes. As a child, I remember scrounging aluminum cans in the ditch to earn money to buy clothing. I remember poaching geese in the park to put food on the table. I remember my father, a strong and wonderful man, as he sunk into illness and the medical bills eventually buried my family.
Most of all, I remember burying three children on Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. They lived in cardboard boxes with their native family and the temperature got too cold that night. We had to use picks to break the ground that evening. Iron squeals horribly in frozen earth.
And that sound calls across the annals of time to remind me where I came from.
I think that I have always loved my country. I worked hard to survive and then I somehow learned to live. None of it would have been possible, though, without the help of others. And I am keenly aware of all of those people who have helped me become who I am. Family, Church, School, and the Government formed a loose web that I had the wherewithal to grab as I fell. I climbed that web to get where I am.
Therefore, I think that I know how to survive. I know how to live my life and get what I want. Thank God I live in a country where this is possible.
Yet, as an Eagle Scout, I learned something more then mere survival was expected out of me as an American. There are three citizenship merit badges and a service project required to become an Eagle Scout. Therefore, every Eagle learns how to influence a community through politics and personally. I dont know what it was, but I intrinsically knew the limits of my influence.
My service project was a trout stream rehabilitation program. With my own two hands, I cleaned up four miles of stream near my home to make it a better habitat. Yet, my hands would never be small enough to grab the pollution out of the water that killed the trout we stocked. And by myself, I did not have the power to make the polluters stop dumping their waste.
Moreover, I can dedicate my life to service and by myself, I will not have the power to do certain things. I will not be able to help every child put food on their tables. I will not be able to help children get the clothes they need without having to dig through the refuse of the upper classes. I will not be able to help every family that goes bankrupt because of medical bills. And I will most certainly not be able to stop every child from freezing to death in the cold Vernichtung wastes in which our country damned them.
Everytime I vote, I keep this in my mind and I try to vote with the people who really care about strengthening the social net so that it catches people who are not experiencing the American Dream. I dont think that we need to lift people up and abolish hard work. I grew into what I am because of the hard work I did. Yet, I dont think that we need to let people starve and freeze to death in this country. Just as I dont think its right to poison the undesireables to make a quick buck.
Alas, it was not the day I wanted it to be.
This election is now over. The Opportunity Society looms. What does it mean? Certainly not the gloom and doom many chiliasts on the far left claim. Im going to try to be more optimistic then that. In the next four years, Ill get to keep more of my money. Ill get to invest in a health savings account. Ill get to put some of my social security withholdings into an account for my personal retirement. I may even get to make a few more decisions regarding things in my life that I didnt know I could make decisions about. And many of these decisions might bring some benefit to my family.
My selfishness may very well mirror half the country. Shame on them for putting their own needs above those of their country. Shame of them for forgetting the sacrifices that build us all. Shame on them for forgetting what values America was truly built upon. Shame on me lashing out in my disappointment. Im only human, though.
In the end, my past has taught me how to take care of myself very well with a little help. President Bush will bring a version of the American Dream in aversion to another. Yet, I think that I have always loved my country, because Ive always known it wasnt just about me.
Therefore, for the next four years, Ill stand alone. Ill make my stand and do what I can to organize enough people to make America better for others. Ill accept the losses that I do not have the power to change and Ill keep in my heart the will to shrug off the wall of sleep selfishness breeds. My dreams are filled with visions of my American brothers and sisters standing up and sacrificing to make this country better.
I think that Ill always love my country even when Im forced to stand alone.
upnorthkyosa